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The sharp dagger did not pierce Bai Xinyu's back. The moment Bai Xinyu blocked the sword with his body, the black-clothed killer suddenly froze, as if he couldn't believe what he saw. Could it be that there are people in this world who can do things for others? And sacrifice yourself?

There was a moment of hesitation in his sharp eyes like a sword's edge.

In just a very short moment, his gaze had returned to firmness and cruelty, and he was about to stab down as soon as he clenched his hand, but a bright long sword came obliquely, like lightning from the sky, just blocking the tip of his dagger , no difference.

Zhan Zhao's face was pale, and his eyes were as firm as those of a black-clothed killer.It's just that no one noticed the excitement and fragility in his eyes when he saw Bai Xinyu and Sheng Donglai block each other's fatal swords.

Juque blocked the tip of the dagger, and a strong force followed the dagger upwards.

The killer only felt his wrist vibrate violently, and almost dropped the dagger, so he had to give up and continue to draw the sword.He was in danger but not chaotic, turned over in the air, and jumped a zhang away.Not only is his swordsmanship outstanding, but his lightness kung fu is equally superb.

It's a pity that it was Zhan Zhao who he met, his feet had just landed, and Zhan Zhao's men had already arrived in front of him, and the Juque sword was shining brightly, attacking the vital points on his chest.

The killer hung his sword by his side, and didn't resist, but stared at Zhan Zhao with eyes as black as ink.

Zhan Zhao raised his sword and stopped half a foot in front of his chest, and did not move any further.

The two eyes met and stared at each other for a long time.

Zhan Zhao's face was still pale, but the previous look of tiredness was gone, only indescribable firmness and composure.

The killer looked Zhan Zhao up and down with a pair of pitch-black eyes, as if he was not only interested in the giant gate in his hand, but also in him.

Zhan Zhao's eyes were piercing. Although he was also staring at the killer, especially the short sword in his hand, he had to worry about the safety of Bai Xinyu and Sheng Donglai, so he asked, "Miss Bai, how is brother Sheng injured?"

Before Bai Xinyu could speak, Sheng Donglai said first: "I can't die... I still want to save my life to compete with this shameful kid."

Hearing this, the killer squinted at him, didn't speak, but sneered a few times, the meaning was obvious, he didn't pay attention to Sheng Donglai and his long sword at all.

Sheng Donglai was furious and was about to struggle to stand up.As soon as he exerted force, blood gushed out from his back, and he fell limp to the ground.Bai Xinyu quickly supported him, and tapped his acupuncture points again to stop the bleeding.

Zhan Zhao kept his eyes on the killer, and said in a deep voice, "Miss Bai, please escort Brother Sheng back to Zhujiazhuang..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the killer chuckled again and said, "Don't worry, I never hunt down the survivors under the sword. I failed to kill him this time, and I won't do it again in the future."

His voice was hoarse and sharp, but it was full of arrogance.

Sheng Donglai was even more angry when he heard this, and cursed: "You villain, plotting to injure someone, you can't sneak attack, but you have plausible arguments, you and I will have a face-to-face confrontation one day."

The killer didn't speak, this time he didn't even bother to look sideways at him, he just stared at Zhan Zhao's face, his eyes were still arrogant and ruthless.

This killer is very strange, he seems to have a changeable temperament, he was the one who attacked and assassinated before, and he didn't feel ashamed, but now he is the one who is full of arrogance, and he seems to be very skilled in swordsmanship.He acts in an extreme and arrogant way, only following his own thoughts, and doesn't care about others' liking to insult, but he doesn't know whether he is so arrogant because he is extremely proud, or because he is extremely inferior, so he deliberately acts like he doesn't care about anything?Maybe a bit of both?

Zhan Zhao looked at him, meditating in his heart, and his eyes revealed thoughts.

Being watched by such a pair of eyes that are good at understanding people's hearts, the killer seems to be unable to maintain his steel-like will, and there seems to be some shaking in the dark eyes.

Sheng Donglai's stubborn temper could not withstand Bai Xinyu's soft voice to comfort him. The two supported each other, turned around and left slowly.

After walking a few steps, Sheng Donglai turned his head and said, "Hero Zhan, this kid is yours." He took a breath and said, "I'll challenge you again when you win against this kid."

Sure enough, the killer didn't stop Sheng Donglai and Bai Xinyu from leaving, he didn't even move his eyebrows, he just looked at Zhan Zhao and said, "Your swordsmanship is superb, let's compare."

The black-clothed killer was as sinister and ruthless as a man with deep schemes at one moment, and straightforward as a child at the other, even Zhan Zhao's gaze was a little puzzled, but he said lightly, "Please. "

He tightened his grip on Ju Que, and a hot fighting spirit surged from his heart.

"For those who love swords, the greatest blessing in life is to meet an equal opponent." This was what Sheng Dong said a few days ago, and it's what Zhan Zhao always thought.It had been a long time since he had this feeling of meeting a strong opponent with his sword, eager to compete.

The feeling of having no rivals is more lonely than having no friends.

The killer thinks the same way, right?The killer's dark eyes were like flames that suddenly burned, bright as stars in the sky.

There was a chilling airflow around the two of them, and a huge force was brewing.Pedestrians avoided one after another, and the drizzle fell densely, but it spread around them. It seemed that even the rain did not dare to touch its sharp edge, and hurriedly avoided.

The killer snorted lightly, and with a sharp bang, the short sword had already been shot out.

Ju Que dragon groaned and confronted each other.

Both of them have lightning-like statures, and their swords are swift and quick, but they are very changeable, and they have changed their moves before the sword meets the sword.

The silky drizzle was like weaving, forming a rain curtain wherever their sword energy touched, and then forming a large hollow space.In this space, I only saw two gray figures rushing back and forth, but I couldn't see their faces clearly. The sound of sword energy piercing through the air was sharp and piercing, but I didn't hear the sound of swords striking each other.

The killer's sword is fast, Zhan Zhao either uses fast to fast, or uses slow to hold back.The killer's sword moves are unpredictable, and Zhan Zhao responds to all changes with the same.

Ju Que suddenly let out a sharp and loud noise, like a thunder breaking through the clouds.

The figures of the two stopped suddenly.The rain curtain forced by the sword energy also collapsed, and the drizzle fell on the two of them one after another, mixing with the sweat that flowed out.

Zhan Zhao's face was so pale that there was no blood, but his expression was still calm, with a smile on his lips.The giant que in his hand was like a spring of silvery light, frozen in mid-air, pointing obliquely at the killer's throat, just a few feet away.

The dagger in the assassin's hand had been cut off, like a poisonous snake whose head had been beheaded, slowly hanging down powerlessly.

The killer's eyes were dim, as if all the enthusiasm in his body had been taken away.He looked at Zhan Zhao, his voice became hoarse, and he said word by word: "You won."

Zhan Zhao smiled and said, "I'm lucky enough to win a half move."

The killer said: "I didn't try my best, you got lucky."

Zhan Zhao pondered for a moment, put away his smile, and said, "That's right, after the sword fight the night before, I was wounded on my left shoulder, which didn't have much effect on my swordplay, while your wound on your right upper arm was not deep, but it affected your ability to use the sword. speed."

The killer's eyes that had already lost their brilliance suddenly lit up again, and he said proudly: "So I didn't lose, and you haven't won yet. We'll compete again after everyone recovers from their injuries."

Zhan Zhao shook his head, smiled, seemed to think that what he said was whimsical, and also seemed to think that he was too naive, and said slowly: "We won't have time to compete again, you are a murderer, Zhan is going to arrest you today Arrested and brought to justice."

The killer blinked his eyes, showing a bit of naughtiness, and said: "You are a swordsman, of course the sword is the most important thing, don't you just want to solve the case, don't you want to pursue the highest level of swordsmanship?" He smiled hoarsely, very confidently Said: "Do you believe it or not? I have seen your swordsmanship today. My understanding of swords is no lower than yours. I don't have to worry about chores. The pure concentration of my mind is better than yours. As long as I take a few days, I will be able to find it." Break your sword moves. On that day, if you and I face each other again, it will be difficult to say who will win."

The long sword in Zhan Zhao's hand was as steady as a rock, and he said slowly, "Maybe you are right, but the sky net is extensive and not leaking, how can I let you go because of my selfish desire for the sword?"

With Zhan Zhao's solemn demeanor and his upright spirit, the killer's heart skipped a beat, whether it was admiration or fear.But in a flash, he smiled coldly and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to catch me today." He suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the distance, and shouted, "Do you still want Ding Yuehua's life?"

Zhan Zhao was always thinking about Ding Yuehua's safety and whereabouts. When he heard his shout, he turned his head to look at it before he could think about it. His face just turned away. Out of the corner of his eyes, he had already noticed the shadow of the killer moving. He knew that he had been fooled. When he turned his head, the killer Shaking his hand, he shot out half of the dagger in his hand, and went straight to Zhan Zhao's face.

With a wave of Zhan Zhao's Juque, the incoming dagger fell to the ground. Looking at the killer again, his footsteps were nimble, and he charged into the crowd. He moved left and right a few times and disappeared. His triumphant laughter came from far in the air. : "Zhan Zhao, you have been fooled, we will meet later."

Zhan Zhao put away the long sword, feeling very annoyed, only felt that the killer's behavior was too difficult to judge, his aura was stable at the moment, he obviously had the demeanor of a generation of masters, but in a blink of an eye he looked like a rascal who did everything he could.He was able to guess Zhan Zhao's thoughts in an instant, and came up with a countermeasure to get out of the dangerous situation, which shows that he has a clear mind.It's a pity that such a talent turned out to be an unscrupulous killer. Zhan Zhao both cherished his talent and hated him. Thinking of Ding Yuehua's whereabouts, he couldn't help but feel very worried.

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